The surface of the pine nut candy is a clear amber color, and the inside is wrapped with crushed pine nuts. When you hold it in your hand, it exudes a sweet and burnt aroma. An Changqing took one and put it in his mouth, the sweet smell of pine nuts spread on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't feel tired. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It's so sweet."
Xiao Zhige looked at him intently, and when he heard him say "It's so sweet," his eyebrows slowly relaxed. Seeing that he had been staring at him, An Changqing took the opportunity to pick one up and put it to his mouth, and imitated him: "Reward."
Looking at the pine nut candy handed in front of him, Xiao Zhige hesitated a little, then opened his mouth and ate it. The sweet fragrance melted in his mouth, but he only captured the sweetness on the cool fingertips that he tasted with the pine nuts at that moment.
The small sugar granules melted, but the sweetness lingered on the tip of the tongue.
An Changqing carefully wrapped the oiled paper, stuffed it into a new purse, and hung a packet of pine nut candies around his waist. Another purse was given to Xiao Zhige: "The purse embroidered by Niang and Yu'er, one for each person."
The purse is embroidered with two carps playing in the water, one gold and one red two carp close to their heads, and the word "Xiao" is embroidered in the lower right corner. Xiao Zhige glanced at An Changqing's waist, and the word "An" was embroidered on the purse full of pine nuts.
Quietly pursing his lips, Xiao Zhige also hung his purse around his waist.
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Before dawn the next day, An Changqing instructed An Fu to find a little beggar, and when the imperial envoy was on his way to go to court, he delivered the letter to him. According to Xiao Qi'er's reply, he said that after receiving the letter, the other party had no other movement and did not ask him any questions, and went to the court as usual. On the other hand, when An Fu came back from the street, he found that the uncle and nephew of the Marquis of Zhongyong were fighting for children, widows, and widows. The rumors had spread all over the streets and alleys.
Not only the people are gossiping, but the clever storyteller, who has even made up new stories, is talking spittle. For a time, the Marquis of Zhongyong Mansion was pushed to the forefront. How good the reputation was in the past, after this incident, how many people are watching the joke.
This is the case with the common people, not to mention the high-ranking gates who are fighting secretly.
After going to court today, Hou Zhongyong's face was blackened, three points darker than the bottom of the pot. He also didn't speak to the others, and flung his sleeves and left angrily. The official who was not dealing with him sneered, and whispered to the doctor next to him: "That face was very well drawn in the past, but now it's a little bit of a hole, and it's about to fall apart."
After saying tsk tsk twice, the schadenfreude is beyond words.
Doctor Censor is a tall and thin middle-aged man. Thinking of the secret letter he received in the morning, his eyes flashed: "It's not over yet, just wait and see."
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In just two days, the Mansion of the Marquis of Zhongyong became a talking point for the people of Yejing after a meal.
Originally, it was just talking about the uncle and nephew fighting for a young widow. Later, I didn't know who and where I heard the news, saying: "I can't just blame them both. As the old saying goes, 'the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked', the lower beam is about to collapse, and the upper beam can still be Is there anything wrong? I heard... This Marquis of Zhongyong is not upright, do you know that there is a first wife in front of him? They say that the first wife died of illness, but I heard people say that the first wife was actually the Hou Zhongyong. Killed alive!"
After listening to the lively people, they gasped and asked questions one after another.
The person surrounded by them told the story they had heard, adding fuel to the story.
By the time it reached the ears of Hou Zhongyong, the story was already 108,000 miles away from the original, but he felt dizzy when he heard the sentence "That original wife was beaten to death by Hou Zhongyong".
It has been so many years, and the evidence has been destroyed. Who the hell turned it up
Thinking of Doctor Censor's upright face, Hou Zhongyong felt terrified. After the funeral of his original spouse was over, the Yue family cut off contact with him. At that time, my father-in-law was only a censor, so he naturally ignored it. But now...
The more Hou Zhongyong thought about it, the more strange it became. He stood up abruptly, took the whip on the wall, and strode towards the firewood room.
Wu Liu and Wu Junshu have been locked up in the firewood room for three or four days.
Since that day, they were taken back to the city by Jing Zhaoyin, and then sent back to the Mansion of the Marquis of Zhongyong, and they were locked here. Wu Liu's ear that was bitten off by the mad woman was only hastily wrapped in medicine.
The two were hungry for three or four days, and they didn't have the strength to quarrel. They both leaned on the pile of firewood.
A loud bang came suddenly, and Hou Zhongyong's angry shout resounded in his ears: "Get up for me!"
Wu Liu and Wu Junshu were startled, and subconsciously stood up and knelt on the ground. Marquis Zhongyong's face was grave, and the horse whip slapped them fiercely: "My business for more than ten years has been ruined by you two idiots!"
"Demon Museum"
The whip landed on his back, and his skin split open in an instant.
Wu Junshu's body trembled, and his teeth were chattering. Wu Liu was of seniority there anyway, and he was tougher than him. He ducked and shouted, "You call your mother! I want to see my mother!"
Marquis Zhongyong gave a cold smile: "Mother can't save you today!"
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When he came out of the woodshed, the anger in his heart had almost vented, and the Marquis of Zhongyong returned to his stern look. Calmly straightened his robes and walked to the study, the servant behind him was silent.
"What happened to the widow?"
"Go back to Marquis, the child is lost. The person is still in the hospital."
"Look for a chance to shut her up, and don't let anyone find out. In addition, go and send a message to Jing Zhaoyin. It's time to take care of those nonsense storytellers on the street."
"Yes."
"Wait..." The Marquis of Zhongyong stopped and said again: "I will have someone prepare a generous gift and send it to the Prime Minister's mansion. I said that I will personally take the evil son to the mansion to make amends in a few days."
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After the matter of the Hou Zhongyong Mansion broke out, An Changqing specially called a tailor from Tianyifang to make new clothes for the Yu family and An Xianyu. It has been very lively outside these days, but he has issued a strict order in the mansion not to discuss the affairs of the Zhongyonghou mansion. So An Xianyu didn't listen to any gossip these days.
Seeing An Xianyu's innocent and lively appearance, An Changqing considered for a moment, and then said, "I will go to my father today and ask him about breaking off the marriage."
Yu was a little worried: "Will your father agree?"
An Xiangguo and Zhongyonghou have a very close relationship. Although such a scandal has happened in Zhongyonghou's mansion, it has little impact on the two. Instead, breaking off the marriage at this time may cause the two to become evil.
An Changqing also thought of this, but now it's just an appetizer. If An Zhike agrees to break off the marriage, it's better, if he doesn't agree... There will always be a way to force him to withdraw later.
Immediately he said: "I have a solution. You just wait for the good news."
Yu Shi was still a little worried. Seeing this, An Xianyu took her arm and smiled and said, "Since my brother said it, there must be a way. Mother, don't worry about it blindly."
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After leaving the Qingwu Courtyard, An Changqing asked people to prepare a carriage and horses to go to the An residence.
Since picking up his mother and sister, he has not returned here once. An Changqing got off the carriage, looked up at the plaque above his head, and walked in slowly with the people.
An Zhike went down to court and was processing official documents in the front study. When I heard the servants come to report that the princess was coming, I immediately sank. Ever since An Changqing married into the Northern War Palace, every time she came back, nothing good happened.
In the flower hall, Mrs. Li was already sitting by the side.
An Changqing looked at her, and saw that her complexion was sallow, although she was still well-dressed, the tiredness between her eyebrows could not be concealed. It looks like... It should be that the Sun family has been making trouble for her.
After drinking half a cup of tea, An Zhike arrived. He looked no different from before. He was elegant and courteous, and a modest gentleman: "The princess is coming, why didn't you send someone to let me know first? It's better to prepare in advance in the manor."
"Don't be so troublesome." An Changqing said straight to the point: "Have your father heard the rumors outside?"
The smile on An Zhike's face faded a little: "I heard some."
"Father would be good to hear about it. Wu Jun's books are inconsistent, and his virtues are not good. He is really not a good match. Why don't we take this opportunity to cancel the marriage." An Changqing said in a low voice, "What does father think?"
An Zhike's expression was dark and unclear, he looked at him with his eyebrows fixed, and suddenly sneered after a while: "You had to take Xianyu out, didn't you just have this idea?"
He looked directly at An Changqing, his eyes sharp as if he wanted to break through his appearance and enter the heart.
"Father is joking." An Changqing said unhurriedly: "Wu Junshu raised the outer room, and Wu Junshu and Wu Liu robbed people. What does it have to do with me?"
An Zhike's eyes were heavy, but he couldn't see through this son of a bitch more and more. An Changqing sat there with his back straight, his posture calm, and he was farther and farther away from the timid and timid son he remembered.
If it was in the past, he would not have guessed it at all. But today's An Changqing had to be wary of him.
There were two points of admiration and three points of regret in his eyes, but his thoughts returned to a long time ago. An Changqing was his youngest son, born when his relationship with Concubine Yu was hot. When he was just born, Yuxue was cute, and he was hugged and coaxed by him. If it weren't for later...
Unwilling to recall the past, An Zhike stopped his thoughts and said the answer that An Changqing expected: "The Marquis of Zhongyong has sent someone a generous gift to apologize. It's a trivial matter to tear up the marriage contract. Although Jun Shu has acted a little out of the way this time, which man doesn't steal? That woman's Zhongyong Hou Mansion will handle it well, and Xian Yu is ready to marry with peace of mind."
Li Shi also agreed: "Yeah, looking around, the children in Yejing, Jun Shu is already clean. As long as he doesn't carry people into the house, no matter how much he tossed, he can't surpass Mrs. Zhengtou. go."
The husband and wife sang and reconciled, as if Wu Junshu was a good match who had passed through this village and did not have this shop.
An Changqing sneered, looked at Mrs. Li, and said with a smile, "I'm worried about my sister's marriage. My mother still takes care of herself. I heard that De Ren Tang has changed her employer?"
According to the news from the eyeliner, after An Changqi's funeral, the Sun family went back to live with her parents for a few days. Not long after returning, Derentang changed owners. De Ren Tang is the most profitable shop in the Li family's industry, and it is now in the hands of the Sun family. Li didn't know what it was like to feel distressed.
Moreover, the Sun family did not cause much trouble for the Li family in the mansion. Now that the prime minister's mansion has no subsidies from the Sun family, it has begun to be stretched. It is no wonder that the Li family is so haggard.
He pinpointed Li's sore spot with precision, Li's expression changed, and he closed his mouth reluctantly, with poison in his eyes, but he had to put on a smile: "Then you two talk, I'll let it go. The kitchen prepares meals."
After Mrs. Li went out, An Zhike snorted coldly: "There is no need to mention the divorce. Since the wedding date is set, it will not be changed again."
An Changqing didn't see much anger. Hearing this, he just got up and said, "I just hope that my father will not regret what he said today."
Looking at the back of him leaving, An Zhike's expression changed for a while, but in the end it was fixed on disgust. This child was really born to restrain him. If I knew earlier... I might as well just drown him.
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On the way back to the palace, I passed Yongle Street. The usually lively street was a little deserted at this time. Even the teahouses and restaurants were empty of people. There were still a few officers and soldiers who were driving away with weapons.
"What happened?" An Changqing lifted the curtain and looked out.
An Fu was also surprised, stopped a passerby who left in a hurry and asked, "What happened?"
The passerby was a little impatient, but when he looked up, he saw the familiar carriage of the palace, thinking that the person sitting inside might be the princess, surprised and stunned before replying: "I don't know, Jingzhao Palace this morning. Officers and soldiers were sent to teahouses and restaurants to arrest people, and several storytellers were arrested. The big guys didn’t dare to do business, so they all rushed home.”
Mr. Storyteller... Isn't that the matter of Zhongyong Hou's Mansion? It seems that the gossip can't be suppressed, so this is the only way to do it.
An Changqing waved his hand and let the man leave. Signaling An Changqing to return to the palace first.
When he returned to the palace, he hurriedly went to find Xiao Zhige, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw that Xiao Zhige quickly hid something under the desk. An Changqing paused and asked suspiciously, "What is your lord doing?"
Xiao Zhige's expression was calm, and he looked away for a moment: "Read a book."
After seeing An Changqing, he still looked at him, coughed, and asked, "How about going to the Prime Minister's mansion today?"
Although he knew that he was changing the subject, it was not the time to break the casserole and ask to the end. He was still thinking about more important things, so he followed his words and said, "Unsurprisingly, I refuse to break off the marriage."
Xiao Zhige said: "Wait a few days, don't tell me, he will be anxious to clear the relationship."
"But..." An Changqing was a little worried: "Doctor Censor has been silent, and when he came back, he saw Jing Zhaoyin arresting those storytellers on the street. If it were two more days, no one would dare to look at the Marquis of Zhongyong. The government is a joke."
"Does the Censor really go into this muddy water?"
"Dig your own grave." Xiao Zhige shook his head, and said to An Changqing: "You are too impatient. The two armies are fighting against each other, and the battle is patience."
Whoever panics first will lose half of it first.
The author has something to say: Well, what is the lord doing behind my back
Cowardly: No, nothing (pretend to be calm)
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Today is another embroidery that appeared in advance =3=
Because the clip will be added tomorrow, I will update it earlier today. Everyone is happy to eat. Today's update is pine nut candy flavor~
Or cowardly give everyone red envelopes, 99! I have a little secret, please don't tell acridine~
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cp: The gentle and soft waxy beauty is attacked by x iron-blooded ruthless God of War
Jing Mingyu, the unfavored son-in-law of the Duke's mansion, was given marriage to King Chongxi of Zhenbei by an imperial decree.
King Zhenbei guarded the frontier and killed countless enemies. He was a well-deserved war god of Zhao Kingdom.
However, when Jing Mingyu got married, the God of War was already poisoned, and his meridians were broken, so he could only linger on the bed.
In the previous life, Jing Ming was married with a heart like ashes, but he was afraid of the fierce name of the god of war, so he hid in his own yard to live by. A few years later, he died in Huangquan because he accidentally drank the poisonous soup given to the King of Zhenbei.
Before his death, the king of Zhenbei, who was said to be dying, knelt in front of his bed, held his hand and solemnly promised, "You died because of me, and from now on, I will do my best to protect your relatives. , you can go in peace."
Later, he ascended the throne as emperor, and he fulfilled his promise and sheltered his only sister.
In the next life, Jing Mingyu still can't escape the fate of Zhenbei Wang Chongxi. But this time, he decided to take good care of this dying man and repay his kindness in his previous life.
Unexpectedly, after the man was detoxified, he was impatient and pulled him to consummate the house.
He was hugged tightly by the man, and his warm breath hit his ear, "Follow me with peace of mind. From now on, I will protect you."
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